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STREAM!

Yea, Ok.

hush! ft. tablez (prod. icygps)

stopstopstop

Prod. Oddwin

stream? https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/tablezandoddwin/whos-with-u

oh oh oh oh 
oh wait hol'
on on on on (pls be proud of me)
ah i just now made it
home home home home
(i just remembered-)
damn what a trip
there won’t be a better trip
i could never feel like…
huh and now i think i know why
survived in a world i ain’t never known
this the life i earned, i can’t be controlled
neck match the wrist, all covered in chrome
now i walk around like im the shit, that’s the new cologne
opened up in ways i never thought and niggas say the same thing
glad to hear they proud, that’s a great thing
but i wonder sometimes what does he think? even she thinks, but it’s not like it means…
oh oh oh oh 
oh i don’t think that he
knows knows knows knows (pls be proud of me)
that it’s way closer to
home home home home
but i need a bil' fore I get stuck up in b-more
god is first still, yeah i know i gotta read more
out of fucks, wait i see three more
(u still got a ways to go)
caught up with an old homie
ain’t think he’d know me
maybe i’m the phony, woah
pops had something to show me
just hoping, i'm not bouta- (ah too late), woah
hate to make that call
miss the road, hit a wall
can't break that fall
Putting all my celebrations to a halt
cuz the people that I ball for’s the reason for my faults
(i will never join u)
i think u just too pussy to end it all
(i will never join u)

home? [Prod. Oddwin]

not tryna finish this

Prod. Tablez

time’s saying 4:13 
i’m reading 4:13 again
does it still work for me
is there a point for me
trying my best to explain myself better
still don’t got a voice worth hearing
now it’s just forced
ain’t tryna hear “you disappoint me” again
sure i wanna —- but ma beat me to it
now I gotta fight cuz my pops might lose it
——- looks at me with freight, when hes talkin to-
all this cuz my whole damn life i been lookin stu-
no more picking up the phone
if its not good for man to be alone
why do i feel stronger by my lonesome
way too god damn grown (sorry)
be overthinking thinking thinking
everytime i post sumn
in the stu minking minking minking
at least that shit goes sometimes
reminds me of these lames
smile when we part ways
turn my back and i get framed
monthly there's a day they come round to mock my pain
now it’s etched inside my brain
i might never be the same
i’m normal i swear
what’s that over there
no distractions for you, get to copin
say she love me but that doesn’t mean shit, cuz i’m just her favorite person at the moment
say they love me but that doesn’t mean shit, cuz i’m just they first nigga born and they know it
in this world ur the only opponent

undead (intro to ???)

Prod. izaya

(DANG,BRO)
SHOOTABITCHDOWNTONIGHTTHAT'LLBEGREAT
SHOOTABITCHDOWNTONIGHTTHAT'LLBEGREAT
IWANNAFUCKINKILLEMI'MALRIGHTBUTNGLIWANNAFUCKINKILLEM
I'MALRIGHTBUTI'LLBEFINEASLONGASICANKILLEM
CAN'TEVENHELPBUTTOLAUGHORSUMN
FOCUSONGETTINSOMECASHORSUMN
KEEPLOOKINATMELIKEIAMYAPROBLEMANDLIFEGONHITUWITHAFASTONE
WOAHWOAHKILLEMRIGHTNOWRIGHTHEREANDRIGHTNOW
LEAVEEMBLEEDINOUTCRYINGOUTTONOONE

dang... [Prod. izaya]

Prod. Oddwin + Tablez

stream? https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/tablezandoddwin/whos-with-u

how bout you shoot me right now then
since you got so much to say out yo mouth
you got a list and they pile up like mountains
going up, 2, 4, 6, 8, i’m not tryna hear all that counting
heard it enough, there’s so much i’m allowing
i heard enough, put yo bread where yo mouth is
how bout you shoot me right now
since you got so much to say out yo mouth
you got a list, it piles like my account
talk bout some… told you i’m done with that counting
heard it enough, there’s so much i’m allowing
i heard enough, put yo bread where yo mouth is, dumbass bitch
(who even are u, nigga)

[@official-flow]
yeah i’m counting up
say you got bank, it’s not adding up
watching me move, bitch you mad as fuck
bitch i got something for niggas that’s acting up
ball everyday that boy wait til his taxes up
you go to the bank and you stressing bout bills
i go to the bank and i’m laughin, i’m cracking up
niggas is mad that i made it, ok
same reason why them boys hating, ok
i showed them niggas my stash, uh huh
ain’t got no time for that faking, ok
you form a bond and you break it
play with your heart, lil bitch i’m gon take it
nigga gon text me “you really fell off”
i’m showing the stats, what the fuck is you saying?

[@untamabletable]
go ahead have her heart, don't break it or i swear to...
don't pass that tape, i'm just gon burn it
you ain't gettin no plays man ya so terrible
got all these plays, made up a whole new phase 
my gang ain't even aware of
buy i got my own pace
there ain't no way my ass gon be late
i had enough of what yall had to say

[@rejixprod]
tell that pussy boy go grab a pencil
go back home, write sumn suspenseful
orange mini coupe, ms. frizzle
But i come in with a big body like lizzo
life kinda movin' fast like jezo
yeah you won't get the term, you can't have that mezo
messing with me, diggin' your own grave, need a shovel
told the bitch that i just want the money in the duffle
dipshit, better watch your back, be careful
and my ice super flooded, lookin' like a navy rebel
i feel like a rockstar, copped me a metal 
oh shit! cop car, gas on the pedal
niggas tryna pass up the level
never going down from the hands of the devil (no sir)
i'm so cool, coming hot like kettle
man slow down, too fast needa settle (slow it down)

how bout you shoot me right now then
since you got so much to say out yo mouth
you got a list and they pile up like mountains
going up, 2, 4, 6, 8, I’m not tryna hear all that counting
heard it enough, there’s so much i’m allowing
i heard enough, put yo bread where yo mouth is, dumbass bitch
(so uh, did u get around to finding it yet?)

enough... w/ Nerf Jayy + reji [Prod. Oddwin]

turning sound into color one song at a time....

DOOMSLAYER (P. KOLL)

shrouded in mystery

i got a reason to be who i am
and my brain gettin foggy, dont breathe on the cam
history speakin, you seen im the man
ion get what you thinkin, i seen issa scam
opium den, man i know issa slog
im approachin the flock with the feed in my hand
eugh
yall got me readin again
eugh
yall got me readin again
eugh
pen and pad cuz i needed a plan
yall should give reason a chance
no, we aint doin the same drugs
fuck a lil paystub, need an advance
followin trend and its all just pretendin
im shiftin the gears, i can see its enhanced
take down an emperor, i got the guts
fallin into the sky, im a klutz
808 fat, got the beat goin nuts
i been to yo corner, theres cuts
wait, lemme see if i could give a fuck
nah man you fresh outta luck
he a lil freebee, he fell out the truck
yall be on bullshit, enough
im blowin his section out
my position illustrious
i see my reflection now
dunno what yo assumption is
wrong answer, we x em out
steppin cuz i know what comes with it
but i dont got the best morale
wow
issa lot in the mag and the whole shit dumps
all black like adult swim bumps
stop cappin, whole shit fucked
his ankles is shattered, i stole his lunch
my bro on capital OPM
some of these rappers gon owe me sumn
boy you gon have to just show me sumn
boy you gon have to just show me sumn
boy you gon have to just show me sumn
boy you gon have to just show me sumn
boy you gon have to just show me sumn

lost ark

attitude adjustment! (prod. jadore)

[Intro – Spoken]
The nut becomes the nut that we leave,
the seed becomes the seed that remembers us.
Within every kernel, a pattern hides—
a design that outlives its planter.
We are not only living in design—
we are the design becoming.

Time rehearses itself until it knows the script.
A verse becomes the universe.
Gravity pulls thought like a tide—
and we fall inward to our own inception.

Are you listening?

⸻

[Verse 1]
Within the shell we drift as waves,
swaying between dismay and embrace.
The interlude plays between the beats,
silence bending into resonance.
Limericks mimic cymatic light,
geometry drawn in grains of sand.
We vibrate at our own frequency,
and spill into the fabric of space.

The eye in time cannot see beyond the mind.
The mind in time is woven between
gravity and levity,
weighted by memory,
lifted by imagination.

⸻

[Chorus 1]
Shine, Earth—shine your field,
Ear to hear, core revealed.
Every wave is a word in design,
every sound a geometry of time.
Pi spins circles inside of me,
infinite digits, infinity.
I am the echo, I am the seed,
I am the song the Earth will need.

⸻

[Verse 2]
We grow, but we blind ourselves with vantage.
The closer we see, the further the distance.
The wake of time awakens the mind,
every misstep sketches new maps.
Choice upon choice, relation upon relation,
each contrast reflecting itself.
Without dark, no day.
Without silence, no sound.
Without you, no me.

One choice reveals another’s illusion,
one truth questions another’s truth.
Ease seduces, resistance creates,
judgment sways—but will creates fate.

⸻

[Bridge 1 – Call of EARTH]
Birds don’t memorize maps,
they hear the geomagnetic hum,
the invisible highway of the planet.
Men draw in geometry,
women solve in algebra,
and together they braid the arc of creation.

Pi repeats—3.14, digits unspooling,
galaxies spiraling in infinite decimals.
We chase it not to end it,
but to remember infinity inside us.
This is not math, this is mantra.
This is not number, this is hymn.

⸻

[Chorus 2 – Bigger]
Shine, Earth—shine your field,
Ear to hear, core revealed.
Every sound is a seed of design,
every voice is a verse in time.
Pi spins endlessly inside of me,
infinite digits, infinity.
I am the spiral, I am the wave,
I am the echo the cosmos gave.

⸻

[Verse 3]
God and dog mirror each other,
life reversed becomes devil,
words whisper their own inversions.
Identity is reflection,
reflection is identity.
Emma said: I am me.
And the mirror speaks both ways.

Einstein bent space with gravity.
We bend thought with mindtime.
Two twins, pulling in symmetry:
space bound by orbit,
awareness bound by thought.

The universe is spherical, recursive, alive—
ninety-nine percent of gravity bends light,
ninety-nine percent of perception bends thought.
The symmetry is correspondence,
the equation is relation.

⸻

[Bridge 2 – The Inner Universe]
Inside the skull, the bridge is built:
the corpus callosum—
two universes, two vantage points,
stitched together in one awareness.

The pineal flickers deep in the brain,
a lighthouse of chemical light.
Ancients called it the third eye,
science calls it gland.
But both are right—
it is the seed of sight,
a pulse that dreams and perceives.

Cymatics sing the same truth:
strike a note, and geometry blooms.
A song is not entertainment—
it is architecture.

⸻

[Chorus 3 – Anthem]
Shine, Earth—shine your sound,
Ear to hear, the spiral found.
Every wave is a universe sung,
every voice is the seed of one.
Pi spins endlessly inside of me,
time rehearses infinity.
I am the spiral, I am the flame,
I am the song that sings my name.

⸻

[Verse 4]
The periodic table is no fixed grid,
but a zipline stretched in relation.
Hydrogen leans toward oxygen,
carbon dances with nitrogen.
We are not pieces,
we are choreography.

Everywhere recursion speaks:
two brains, two universes,
a singular bridge,
a pineal spark,
a mirrored word,
a bird’s invisible path.

The whole reveals itself in parts,
and the parts reveal the whole.
Without the whole, no part.
Without the part, no whole.

⸻

[Outro – Spoken]
The nut becomes the tree.
The tree becomes the forest.
The forest becomes belief.
Belief becomes blindness.
Blindness becomes search.
Search becomes song.
Song becomes design.
Design becomes us.

We leave what we are,
and we are what we leave.
The kernel is infinite.
The verse is unfinished.
The future is forward.

Are you listening?

The Seed that Sings

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